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Rated: 13+ · Other · Horror/Scary · #1979811
When Death and kidnapping comes into play in a small town, who is the culprit?
Once there was a small town located in a valley beneath two mountains. It was a small peaceful town called Sunnyville, at least it was peaceful before the Anderson's moved in.

I remember it like it was yesterday, it was the summer of 08 and I was downstairs in the kitchen helping my mom prepare a southern style meal for the new neighbors that consisted of fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, and rolls. I had just poured the green beans from the can into a pot to be boiled when I turned and began observing the movers haul furniture and miscellaneous things into the old vacant house across the street. My mother then told me it wasn't polite to stare and then I returned my attention back to preparing the meal.

A few hours later, the meal was finished and we were making our way over across the street to deliver mom's home cooked meal. When we arrived at their doorstep, mom knocked on the maroon hardwood door and waited until a beautiful woman who looked to be in her late twenties answered the door. She thanked mom after she took the freshly cooked homemade meal and invited us in for a drink. Not even five seconds after she said this, a little girl that looked to be about five or six barreled down the stairs and made her way over to the woman. She said "No Julia! You can't invite them in! He doesn't like company!" The woman said " Who Sam? There's no man in this house other than your father, and he loves company!" Sam shook her head and mumbled "You'll be sorry."

We went in for a drink and Julia apologized for Sam's behavior. She explained to us that her mom just died about a year ago and has an "imaginary friend" that helps her cope. She thanked us again for the meal, and then we made our way out of her house and back home.

While walking back across the street, I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched. I turned around and quickly glanced around, but nothing was there. I shrugged it off and turned back around and kept walking, but I had a real bad feeling in my gut, I think something bad is gonna happen soon.....
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